Jiang Muyu was a little surprised: "You can also make hairpins?"

Liang Qingchen raised her chin proudly: "Of course, there is nothing I can't do."

"Tsk - look at what you're capable of." She teased him, but reached out and hooked her fingers with his, pulling him forward.

"I just heard a woman chatting about the night market today. Let's have some fun and go back to the palace later."

"Okay, whatever you say."

The two of them walked together, occasionally stopping to look around. She bought a lot of things, and in the evening they went into a restaurant and found a seat by the window upstairs.

This place is close to the Bian River. Looking out from the window, you can see willow branches hanging down to the river, swaying in the wind. After Jiang Muyu had eaten and drunk enough, he leaned his head to look at the magnificent scenery outside the window.

When the sunset faded, the sky and the earth turned silver-gray. The milky white smoke and the gray twilight blended together, as if a thin layer of cellophane covered the walls, roofs, treetops and street corners.

Liang Qingchen sat opposite her, looking at her calm and elegant profile for a long time, then stretched out his finger and touched her face.

"What's wrong?" She turned to look.

His hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then he touched her head with a gentle touch. He asked, "Zhao Zhao, have you ever regretted it?"

She was puzzled: "What do you regret?"

"I regret... meeting me."

"No." Without hesitation, she said, "I have never regretted meeting you for a moment... I just feel a little bit sorry."

He paused for a moment and asked, "What do you regret?"

"I regret that I couldn't be with you for those seventeen years." She looked at his eyes seriously and said softly, "Ah Chen, in the torment of waiting without knowing the outcome, have you ever thought that I might never come back in my lifetime?"

"I have thought about it, so I agreed to marry you to the late emperor, even if I have to spend the rest of my life guarding a body that belongs to someone else."

Jiang Muyu looked at him quietly, and thought of Liang Qingchen in another world who never waited for the person he wanted to wait for until his death, and failed to fulfill his long-cherished wish, and finally died with regrets. Suddenly, he felt sad in his heart, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, and two lines of tears fell unexpectedly.

Liang Qingchen was suddenly flustered and at a loss: "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

She shook her head and forced a rather unpleasant smile: "I just feel lucky."

He walked over, hugged her, buried his head in her neck, and whispered, "I am also very lucky. Fortunately, God still favors me."

Jiang Muyu wrapped her arms around him tightly and thought: So be it, I should be content to be able to stay by his side.

…

A month passed in a flash, and the Tiangan Kingdom and the Dongxu Kingdom sent envoys to the imperial capital, and a banquet was held in the main hall that day.

As the mother of a country, Jiang Muyu naturally has to attend the banquet.

She was called up early to wash and dress herself, and sitting in front of the bronze mirror she yawned lazily.

Yunyan said, "Thank goodness, Your Majesty, you don't have a mother-in-law above you, otherwise she would come to visit you every morning and evening as if it were a death wish."

"Yeah." Jiang Muyu yawned again: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. I feel really sleepy every day. I can only sleep for five hours out of twelve hours a day."

"Your Majesty is getting more and more sleepy, and you're eating more and more. The new clothes that the Shanggong Bureau just sent over were made according to the measurements taken last month, and they make your waist look a lot smaller when you put them on."

Jiang Muyu felt depressed when she talked about this. She pinched her face in front of the mirror and said in a hushed voice, "Yunyan, why do I feel like my double chin is about to come out?"

Yunyan came over to take a look and quickly said in comfort, "Your Highness, you are too worried. You were too thin before. Now you are just right. You look much more radiant."

"A rosy complexion? Doesn't that mean I've gained weight?" She touched her waist and found it was indeed bigger than before. She immediately became depressed and grief-stricken: "Yunyan, ask the kitchen to make lighter food for me starting tomorrow. If I'm fed with rich food all the time, I'm afraid I'll become a fat pig in less than a year."

"It's better to eat light food, but it will take two years to feed you into a pig, not just one year."

"Yunyan!" Jiang Muyu glared at her with a pout.

Yun Yan immediately smiled and tried to please her: "I was just joking. Your Majesty has a graceful figure and is not prone to obesity. How could you be as fat as a pig?"

"That's more like it." She pinched her slightly fleshy cheeks again and said, "It sounds good, but losing weight still needs to be put on the agenda."

Yunyan smiled helplessly, knowing that she was just talking. Every time she came across something delicious, she couldn't control her mouth.

Here, Jiang Muyu had just dressed up when Tangtang walked in. Before she saw her, she heard her voice: "Mother, mother, the master praised me again today!"

When Jiang Muyu walked out, she saw Tangtang coming over with a bunch of newly written characters. She asked with a smile, "How many new characters have you learned, Tangtang?"

"Five."

"Which five?"

"Du, Yu, Xu, Gu, Yan. The Master said these words were taken from a poem. Do you know which poem it is, mother?"

"The setting sun is over the ferry, and a solitary cloud of smoke rises from the village."

Tangtang exclaimed: "Mom is so amazing, she guessed it right at the first try."

"Of course, don't you see who I am, your mother?" She raised her chin proudly.

Liang Qingchen walked in and saw this scene. He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You really don't know how to be humble."

Tangtang saw him and immediately ran over, hugged his legs and called out, "Daddy."

She was still not used to calling her father the Emperor and mother the Empress, so Liang Qingchen let her call them father and mother behind people's backs.

Liang Qingchen pinched her little face and said, "I heard from the Master that you have been studying very hard recently. Did you suddenly become enlightened?"

"Mother said that Tangtang needs to be a cultured person so that people won't look down on her. Otherwise, she will be a fool princess."

"Oh?" He looked at Jiang Muyu: "Did you tell her this?"

"I did say that, but..." Jiang Muyu smiled slyly and said, "Tangtang studies so hard because she wants to study in the same academy with her brother based on her own abilities."

After all, that academy was famous throughout the entire Kyushu continent for its large number of talented people. It only accepted three students every year, and coincidentally, both Nanxing and Liang Jinghe were admitted this year.

Liang Qingchen touched Tangtang's little head and said, "It's good to have ambition, but don't be too strict with yourself. More haste, less speed."

"I know. I'll come over to show you my new calligraphy. I have to go learn etiquette and music later." She saluted in a formal manner and said, "I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, go ahead."

Tangtang then retreated, leaving only the words she had just written here. Jiang Muyu then stacked them neatly and put them into a wooden box. When he opened it, he found many calligraphy and paintings inside, all of which were Tangtang's works.

Liang Qingchen picked it up and took a look, then said, "Tangtang's handwriting has improved. It's almost surpassing your level."

Jiang Muyu rolled his eyes silently: "Isn't my handwriting easy to surpass?"

He smiled and said, "Your handwriting is unique and has its own style."

She didn't know whether this could be considered a compliment or not, she just silently put away the words written by Tangtang.

As soon as he closed the box, he saw the eunuch come in, bow, and say, "Your Majesty, the doctor is here."

Jiang Muyu quickly stood up to check on him, anxiously asking, "Where are you injured again?"

"No, no." Liang Qingchen held her waist and lifted her onto his lap, tilting his head and asking, "Has your period been delayed for more than half a month?"

When he asked this, Jiang Muyu thought for a moment and said, "Eh...it seems like he didn't have his period last month either."

"Also, you've been getting sleepier and eating more recently."

Jiang Muyu was stunned, blinked, and blinked again: "You doubt..." She pointed to her belly.

Liang Qingchen nodded: "So I asked Doctor Yu to come over to confirm it."

She subconsciously clutched his sleeve, and an indescribable excitement and tension rose in her heart.